[Bovice]

"Maybe." Alicia smiled and disappeared.

"Ya, but who knows if he will do it 'on the record'." Seth sighed as he disappeared.

"Me neither. But then again next to Mystic and Azriel I hate demons." Holden ran his hand through his hair. "Let's go, we need to make sure you did a good job reattaching you legs." He smiled as he smoothed out his blood soaked shirt.

Seth appeared in front of Holden and Solomon, he looked around slightly confused.

Holden put up his hand, "Don't even ask, what did everyone say?" He sighed.

"Well I got you two more days, and Kitra will talk to Jean-Pierre tomorrow." Seth shook his head. "But just to warn you, the French might do this 'off the record'." He ran his hand through his hair. "The French are quite stupid." He sighed.

Holden shook his head, "I can never have peace. Even as a human." He pinched his nose. "I even got thrown in twenty-four hour lockup in Peru because I snorted coke from that man's navel. I should of never listened to him when he gave me a sombrero and said 'Vas a necesitar esta. (Your gonna need this.)' " He threw his hands down slightly. "Goddamn lying bastard." Holden crossed his arms in a small huff.